A ram, ID was claiming to be a ram.
There was of course one of the very intimate moments you and ID shared, with the gazing into each others eyes while drinking out of the same long island iced tea with 2 straws at the titty bar.
The first night UB called me out for drinking a Manhattan, which any reasonable person would not call a girly drink, so I order a glass of 90 proof bourbon and down it in a gulp to spite him, but of course this just eggs him on.
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